Both looked relaxed and happy. “Any chance of a drink?” Lisa asked. Frank happily complied. On his return both women discussed our erections, agre...ed that they had obviously achieved their goal in our recovery from their fuck with us on the balcony, and told us what they now had in mind for us. They rearranged themselves on the bed, half each, with pillows under their heads and arses. Frank was to fuck Lisa and I Pam, but swap over whenever each of them called time. Neither Frank nor I could. That woman, her name was Barbara, would not go out with him after that. It was his one and only sexual experience, he just had that problem of getting tongue tied. There was not an aggressive bone in his body, quite a handicap when dealing with trying to compete with the jock types. Women looked at him as a big brother type, a nice guy. So, he went to the clubs, got to look. +++ ‘Are you OK, mister?’ The girl from inside was peering in at him. ‘Uhhh.. Yes, I am fine, I just drank a bit too. But you have to ask. Nicely." A dominatrix. The thought rang through my mind. But to have her, would be worth almost anything. The words came out with surprising ease, "Please, I want to make love to you." She shook her head at me, smiling. "I don't make love. I take. I conquer. I'll even fuck, but I don't make love." Those deep blue eyes challenged me, lured me. I felt like I was sinking into them. I said the only words I could say. "Please, take me." The smile that crossed her face could only. No sex involved just two lonely people living in the same house. He left the house to her." Is it valuable?" Peter asked."Not really, it is just a small frame house outside of town. Certainly not a motive for her to murder her uncle," Trish said."I see. Maybe a jealous boyfriend did it. No, it was not a crime of passion. If one of the people here did it, they had to follow him four hours by car to do it. He or she would have had more than enough time to calm down." Peter said."Louise thinks he.